A few days ago, the whole family had the wonderful privilege of having to go to the health clinic to get stuck a hundred times in each arm for the various immunizations that we need before moving to Haiti. What fun to wake up at 6AM to be at the clinic by 7 like they told you to be, only to find out that the staff does not arrive until 8. And once they arrive, it takes them an hour to turn on their computers and then another hour before the nurse sees you. This is great fun with a 3 year old and a five year old who are climbing all over your face and the only magazine choice you have is either Car and Driver or Money (like I have any!)
So, after our 4 hours in this office, and many screaming tears later, we had all gotten our final shots. I got stuck 5 times (Typhoid , MMR, T-Dap, Hep B, and flu) and I didn’t even get any pretty band-aids or stickers like my daughters did. Several hours later, our arms were throbbing in pain and we did not feel that great. I could hardly sleep that night because I sleep on my side and it would hurt my arms so much.
Anyway, I woke up early the next morning and made my way to the bathroom. Everything seemed to be fine and then within a minute or two I had the absolute worst feeling come over my whole body. I fell to the bathroom floor and grabbed the trash can as I felt like I was seconds away from profuse vomiting. Sweat started pouring off my face like crazy. My body was without any strength. I was moaning like a cow about to give birth. And then within a minute, it was gone. It was the weirdest thing. I think I had Typhoid Fever (this, of course, is a wild guess) because of the Typhoid shot that I got, which is actually the virus in a small amount so that the body builds antibodies against it. So, I think I had this fever for like 2 minutes and then all of a sudden, the body kicked in with some serious antibody power and said “no way jose”. Thank God for antibodies.